A Night with Fern

The night was filled with the raucous energy of the tavern—clinking mugs, boisterous laughter, and the rich aroma of spiced ale and roasted meat filling the air. Fern and her companions had finally settled in after finishing a bounty hunt, they stop by at a bustling inn. Yet amidst the revelry, one figure stood apart in the tavern.

A lone gentleman sat at the bar. There was an air of mystery about him, a quiet confidence that drew the eye.
The moment their eyes meets, they knew they completely into each other.

With his charm, he approached, his voice smooth as aged whiskey.

By midnight, showed him her true colors, dragging him toward her room before her tsundere instincts could talk her out of it.

With a glare that could sear through steel, she bared herself her ample curves on full display.